Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for August 12, 2009
Boomer: I can't believe you weren't here when your squad needed you, private! Poncho: Sir! I'm ready to serve now, sir! Boomer: Outstanding! You can take over the first mission from private Poo Poo! We were going to air-drop him in from five miles over the target! Poo Poo: Woo! Thank heaven! Now I don't have to parachute in! Noise: Poof! Poo Poo: You told me that was a parachute! Boomer: Those are down feathers, soldier! What do you want, some rose petals to go with it?